Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

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Sanctification of the flesh!

This was the first thought that flashed through the minds of everyone present, because Mo Chen didn't use any magic weapon to protect himself, and broke the dragon claw of the Dragon Prince of Beihai with his physical strength alone.Those who can cultivate their physical bodies to this extent, apart from the Wu Clan who are no longer active in the Three Realms, can only be practitioners who have sanctified their physical bodies.

Mo Chen grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, but in the eyes of the North Sea Dragon Prince, he was as terrifying as a prehistoric giant beast.

The next moment, Mo Chen had disappeared in place, and his huge fist ruthlessly smashed towards the head of the Dragon Prince of Beihai.

Head Destroyer title achievement point +0...

With a bang, the eldest prince's cold handsome face was swollen red and swollen by Mo Chen, and sunk three inches into the soil. Matching his temperament, it was like a double sky of ice and fire, which made all the dragon juniors unbearable. See.

"I let you sneak attack me!"

With a punch, there was a large area of ​​redness and swelling, and the head sank three inches into the soil.

"I told you to break my arm!"

With a punch, the redness and swelling increased a lot, and the head sank another three inches into the soil.

"I will make you kneel and beg for mercy!"

With a punch, the redness and swelling increased a lot, and the head sank three inches into the soil.

"I made you jealous of my wife's beauty!"

It was another punch, but at this moment, the head of Dragon Prince Beihai who had sunk into the ground made a weak voice: "I... when... I'm jealous... your wife..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Chen punched down again, and said, "You are allowed to sneak attack me, and you won't let me frame you?"

Mo Chen punched one after another, and quickly planted the head of the Great Prince of Beihai into the soil on the top of the mountain. He didn't kill anyone. Although he wasn't afraid of the Beihai Dragon Palace, he just provoked a life-and-death enemy. It is not cost-effective, besides killing someone, the Longmen Banquet is probably hopeless, and it is good not to be hunted down by the Dragon King of the West Sea.

"stop!"

Just when Mo Chen was playing happily, a figure suddenly appeared in the field, is this?
I saw that the person who came was an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a big golden dragon robe and an emperor's crown. His two thick dragon horns increased his majesty by three points, and his whole body was filled with a terrifying aura. The voice just now Exactly what he sent out.

Ao Run, Dragon King of the West Sea!

Mo Chen stopped his fists and looked at the long-known old dragon king, a skinny little old man, if it weren't for the clothes and dragon horns, no one would recognize him if he was thrown in the mortal world, but this body The imposing manner is impressively like a golden fairy master with three flowers on top.

"Father!" "Father!"

When Mo Ang saw the person coming, his face was happy, it was the old Dragon King who he was afraid of causing trouble and asked people to shout, so he hurried up to meet Ao Lie.

"How is this going?"

The Dragon King of the West Sea was busy receiving all kinds of gods and preparing for the Dragon Gate Banquet at night, but his eldest prince sent someone to invite him. As soon as he arrived, he saw his eldest nephew being beaten by a strange young man. He was at a loss.However, he is not an impulsive person to be able to occupy the position of the Dragon King of the West Sea. He should first ask his own son to understand the situation.

"It was Mo Chen, he hit the Songjiang Dragon Prince first, the big hall brother couldn't see it, he made a move on him, but he relied on his magic power to push him to the ground and beat him..." the little white dragon Ao Lie said first.

Well, you Ao Lie, do you really treat me like a thorn in your side?Mo Chen glanced at the Third Prince of Xihai, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth, he dared to turn black and white in front of so many people.

"Really?" The old Dragon King glanced at his third son, a little suspicious. After all, who would have no brains to come to the Dragon Clan's territory to bully the Dragon Clan? Isn't that cutting the face of the Dragon Palace of the West Sea, although the face of the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas has already made some gods with great powers The monster is finished.

"Father, listen to me."

Mo Ang was the initiator of the banquet. When the conflict first broke out, he was told the whole process by a familiar junior from the Dragon Clan. He even told him the scene where the Songjiang Dragon Prince came to the little Bailong. He walked to the old dragon king of Xihai Beside him, he whispered what had just happened.

"Ok?"

After hearing this, the old Dragon King glared at the little white dragon, then walked up to Mo Chen, and said in an unclear tone: "You are the son-in-law of Bibotan, that little crow?"

Mo Chen replied, "I'm right."

"Since you are married to the Dragon Clan, you still have to be in awe of the Four Seas Dragon Palace. Let's forget about today's affairs, and you still have to be quiet in the West Sea Dragon Palace." The old Dragon King knocked lightly, although the third prince started this matter, But the object was Bibotan's son-in-law, which made Beihai Dragon Palace lose face, and he still wanted to let Mo Chen know that the sky is high and the earth is strong.

Mo Chen felt annoyed for a while, this is to protect his shortcomings, it was you people from Dragon Palace who came to find trouble first, okay?

"Okay, don't hang around here anymore, Mo Ang, you take Songjiang Dragon Prince to heal your wounds." The old Dragon King ordered, and stepped forward to mention the Beihai Prince who was beaten into a pig's head, and disappeared in an instant.

"Mo Chen, are you not injured?" The moment the matter ended, Princess Wan Sheng had already stared at those beautiful eyes like water, and came to ask with concern.

"Sister, my brother-in-law is a cultivator who is physically sanctified, so he is so easy to get hurt." The uncle explained.

Mo Chen embraced Princess Wansheng's beautiful body, patted the fragrant shoulder lightly, and said, "Your little crow has a very strong body, but it's not so easy to get hurt."

"Then you hit him just now, was it really because he thought I was pretty and was jealous of you?" Princess Wansheng asked cutely, Mo Chenhu made up an excuse.

"Of course not, I just want to punch him a few more times." Mo Chen explained 'seriously'.

"What do you mean, do you think I'm not beautiful anymore?" Princess Jiaomeng instantly transformed into a jade-faced Rakshasa, ahhh, and bit Mo Chen's shoulder.

Poor Mo Chen's body is as hard as an iron plate. It's because she bites and moves, but Mo Chen took the initiative to withdraw the mana of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu, so that the mana would not rebound and hurt her teeth.

Just as the two were getting intimate, the Fourth Princess of the East China Sea also came over, and Ao Xin said: "Wan Sheng, now your little crow is famous all over the world, and the Shui people will soon know that there is a son-in-law of Bibotan, who is here The West Sea Dragon Palace beat the First Prince of Beihai severely in front of everyone."

"What's more, I almost didn't worry about me to death just now..." There was a trace of fear on the pretty face of the Halloween princess.

"Hey, that's your cousin, why don't you care about it?" Mo Chen asked.

"What cousin, you bully us little ones all day long relying on yourself as the oldest and advanced." Ao Xin rolled her eyes, then smiled again: "But the fighting style of the son-in-law is really tough. .”

Sturdy!

Nani?

Mo Chen instantly recalled the battle just now, he seemed to have punched someone into the ground, the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching, this style of painting in the Jianghu might not be called Mang Gangang .

But I'm clearly following the route of Mr. Pianpian, okay...

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